Tâl Bruinen

Day 6

It gives me no pleasure to recount the events of the past day. We have lost our chief.

As Daerundros rests her mind while the Company of Five was still dwelling by Delossad, she falls into a dream which could perhaps forebode a confrontation between her and Vardarianna.

"Shall we commence?" I asked, unsheathing my sword as Minyelaírë took her scimitar from her hilt and did the same, taking that as a yes.
Minyelaírë struck first, leaping over me in a remarkable feat of acrobatics. I caught most of the movement as she landed by my side, aiming for my foot as she drove her scimitar to the ground. I quickly pulled my leg out of the way, as she jumped again, to the side, and attempted to slash at me.

Sorrow. Woe and Sorrow. I did not know how to respond once I heard the news that Vardarianna had been captured.
"WHAT?!" I yelled, my voice carrying over the passages of Tâl Bruinen, I shook my head in anger, "B-but how?!"
Minyelaire did not respond, instead staring at me, intently yet...-
A sight which I was never prepared for took hold of my thoughts. In Horror and shock, I watched, as the proud Kinn-lai Huntress folded herself in defeat before me, sobbing hysterically, vulnerable, exposed, and defeated.